A couple of days ago I did a shamanic style journey to re-connect with some old guides of mine. One of them told me that I needed to do something more creative, she didn’t say what though.
Today my uncle and his wife brought up some things from my grandmother’s house for my mum but there were also a few bits for me. An eiderdown, a barely used single bed duvet and a few practically new towels. In addition to that (none of which I was expecting) they brought me some of my grandmothers art supplies and incomplete/rough art work. I had no idea these things were being brought up for me! Grandma started to learn how to draw and paint very late in life and in spite of her eyesight problems she enjoyed it and was pretty good at it. Looking through these things feels like I am being sent a message.
It’s never too late to learn something new!
Musings of a Scottish Hearth Druid and Heathen 